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[FIN]A search for a blessing (Fr. Sunri. x Wildfl. Br.)

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The_Great_Book_Wyrm

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PostPosted: Thu Sep 01, 2011 9:35 am
The sun shone brightly upon Rise's rump, and she paused for a minute to enjoy the gentle tickle of the sun's rays. She had been traveling for three days now, sometimes starting suddenly at frantic speed, other times depressively hobbling along, but her goal remained the same. To ask for a blessing.

Rise sighed contently at the memory of that fateful evening she spent with Yes. Yes... How lovely and dazzling he was, with his honey-sweet words and warm caresses. Like a dream it was, with her waking up the next morning and him gone, like the mist that evaporated over the swamp from the sun's avid embrace. It seemed like nothing changed, but Rise knew that already the stirrings of life have started in her womb, and if she wished to multiply her joy she must act quickly.

The doe decided to rest for a bit in the shade of a tangle of refreshing mint. The plant's aroma spread over the tired Kimeti like a cooling stream of water and she sighed gently, half closing her eyes and letting herself relax.
 
PostPosted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 5:18 pm
Rise, laying as she was next to the thick growth of mint, would have had an easy time spotting the little brown, red, yellow and pink bird hopping around in it. It appeared to be breaking off mint stalks and weaving them into a nest. The bird belatedly noticed the doe near it, and turned to face her - and, surprise of surprises, its eyes glowed fiercely enough to be seen even under the light of the sun! Staring out of one bright green eye, it chirruped questioningly at her.  

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The_Great_Book_Wyrm

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PostPosted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:06 am
Rise was startled by the quiet chirp that sounded beside her, and swiftly looked up. A colorful songbird looked at her intently; tiny head tilted a bit sideways. "Why, hello there, little song-singer! You're awfully pretty, aren't you?" The doe took a few moments to marvel at the bird's bright colors and... Glowing eyes? No, that couldn't be right, must be her weariness showing through, making her see things. She closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, trying to clear her mind.

Rise had planned to lay down for only a couple heartbeats, but her body's tiredness was swiftly overpowering her mind's desperate need to go further, and she decided to rest until the interesting bird flew away. Rise looked up at the bird again, eyes half lidded against the ray of sun beaming down on her, unable to notice the distinctly glowing eyes of the bird. Smiling, she jokingly asked,"I don't suppose you know of a legendary around here? I'm searching for one, you see. Want to ask for a blessing, so that I could give birth to more children." Rise's smile grew fond and distant at the thought of little fillies and colts of her own.
 
PostPosted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:18 am
The strange bird swelled a little - it liked being called pretty! It tilted its head and tittered at the doe. Then, it tuned back to its weaving, singing a high, sweet song. The tune might have sounded a bit familiar, and if the doe recognized it, she'd probably realize the bird was trained - it was a song that was often sung at spring festivals, strangely out of place as autumn approached.

Occasionally, it looked back at the doe while it worked, maybe checking if she was still there.
 

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The_Great_Book_Wyrm

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PostPosted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 8:55 am
Rise was pleasantly surprised by the bird's gentle melody, and gently lowered her head on the soft grass, listening into the lovely song. After a few deep breaths of listening, however, she raised her head once again, curiosity piqued,"Oh! Is this a spring song you're singing? My, are you clever, if a little wrong with the timing!" The doe chuckled quietly, and settled down once again, closing her eyes and letting the music wash away all her other thoughts and worries. Even her overwhelming rush seemed pale and distant, and Rise let herself rest and unwind for the first time in a long, long while.  
PostPosted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 9:18 am
The song faltered as the doe criticized it. The bird looked back at the doe again, crestfallen. It heaved a little sigh (did birds sigh?) and turned back to its work for a while longer.

After the song was finished, the little bird picked up its weaving, then leapt at the doe! It landed on the back of her neck, and began fussing with the - not a nest, but a garland? When it was satisfied with the positioning, it hopped back down and around to the front of her neck, and began weaving the ends together, fastening a collar of mint around her neck.
 

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The_Great_Book_Wyrm

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PostPosted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 5:59 am
The doe was startled out of her stupor by the bird's unusual actions, and it took her a few moments to realize what was happening. "What? Um, a necklace for me? Why, thank you!" A sheepish smile dawned on Rise's face, her eyes flowing with befuddlement, as she desperately tried to understand what was going on. What was this bird with glowing green eyes doing?! Wait... Glowing green eyes? That must mean... "Oh my. Oh my," was the only thing Rise could muster as the meaning of the bird's song clicked into place. Of course! How could I be so stupid! This isn't the first time I've heard of a legendary taking animal form! And the spring song, it wasn't out of place - spring is the time of fertility and birth! The legendary was blessing me, and I was too slow to realize it!  
PostPosted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 12:24 pm
The bird finished its work with a small flourish, then hopped back to survey the full effect. The bird tittered at her - she would be able to hear the tittering of a small songbird - but the bird also chuckled at her, with the deep, rich tones of a very musical stag. The bird turned away from her, but then hesitated and looked back. Entirely in his own voice, though still with the shape of the songbird, he said to the doe, "You'll want to eat part of that later," and abruptly took off.  

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